Chapter 8 Night Without End (1/2)
Laz's body went limp in this crazy girl's grip. She only looked at his face for a few seconds, before flicking her arm and tossing him away. He rolled when he landed, only stopping once his body hit the tree she was previously standing by. He appeared dead, but her sharp hearing could still detect the gentle sounds of his weak breathing. Her face was unreadable and there was no way to tell her thoughts.
Standing in the weak light of the moon, the chill had no affect on her as she looked up momentarily as if deep in thought. Sudden rustles of feet on grass dragged her out of her thoughts.
”My princess!” came the melodious voice. Although slightly deeper, it barely sounded male.
The princess turned her her eyes in the direction of the voice. She knew they were here but she only chose this moment to acknowledge them. Turning her head away from the sky, she moved her body to face these newly arrived guests.
”Report.”
”Yes princess,” the man in front reported, while dropping down on his right knee, balling his fist and crossing it in front of his chest. The others behind him adopted a similar pose.
”The teams have all began to move. The information gathering is proceeding at a favorable pace. This planet doesn't have use of large scale detection technology and has no concept of energy manipulation,” the leader reported. He was dressed in a loose fitted uniform that appeared to be made out of the same type of material as the Princess's dress. The outfit looked easy to move in and made no sound. It's dark green coloring made blending into the night effortless. His eyes reflected a dull yellow that resembled a natural predator of the night.
”Have my sisters made contact yet?” the princess asked in an unconcerned manner.
”Yes princess. They have all reported similar information. This planet seems to pose little threat to us,” the leader replied with a small smile on his face.
”Mistakes have been made before and our enemies are numerous. The moment you show arrogance is the moment you walk the path to your own end. Remember this.”
”Yes princess,” the man replied, not daring to raise his head.
”Get ready to move, the initial reports show this land mass to be rather large and we only have a few teams on this side of this world. Luckily, this world isn't too big,” the princess commanded as she took a step away.
”Princess, what about that thing,” the man asked, while pointing to the pile by the tree.
”Leave it. I'm actually surprised it's still alive. I'm actually curious to see if it will live through tonight,” the princess replied while a small smile appeared on her flawless face.
The man couldn't help but gulp and almost take a step back in fear. This princess didn't smile. Her face was normally like a sculpture, frozen in time. No matter what she did, she did so with no feeling apparent on her perfect features. It was a legend among the princesses.